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TV On The Radio - Dancing Choose

zor says...

I'll submit the lyrics below. Who is this song referring to? Bill O'Reilly? Dobbs? Rivera? Murdoch? Murdoch's sons? Maybe it is Stephen Colbert. I think this song and video are great. I guess I see more into it since I worked as a reporter for so long.

Dancing Choose-TV on the Radio

he's a WHAT? he's a WHAT?
he's a newspaper man
and he gets his best ideas
from a newspaper stand;
from his boots to his pants
to his comments and his rants
he knows that any little article will do!

though he expresses some confusion
bout his part in the plan,
and he can't understand
that he's not in command;
the decisions underwritten
by the cash in his hand
bought a sweater for
his weimariner too

now i'm no mad man,
but that's insanity
feast before famine,
and more before family
goes and shows up with
more bowls and more
cups and the riot for the
last hot meal erupts
corrupts his hard drive
through the leanest months
shells out the hard cash
for the sickest stunts;
on aftershave, on gasoline
he flips the page and turns
the scene

in my mind i'm drowning butterflies
broken dreams and alibis;
that's fine.
i've seen my palette blown
to monochrome-
hollow heart
clicks hollowtone,
it's time.

eye on authority,
thumb prints a forgery
boy, ain't it crazy what the
lights can do
for counterfeit community;
every opportunity
wasted as the space
between the flash tattoo

and the half-hearted hologram,
posed for the party
now he gloss full bleed
on a deaf dumb tree
cod liver dollar signs,
credit card autograph
down for the record
but not for freedom

angry young mannequin
american, apparently
still to the rhythm
better get to the back of me
can't stand the vision,
better tongue the anatomy
gold plated overhead,
blank transparency
in the days of old,
you were a nut
now you need three bumps
before you cut
not that i should care about,
nothing i ain't scared of, but
i guess you had
to
be
there.

in my mind i'm breeding butterflies,
broken dreams, and alibis
that's fine.
i've seen my palette
blown to monochrome
hollow heart
clicks hollowtone
in time.

i see you figured in your action pose
foam-injected axl rose,
life size
should something shake you
and you drop the news,
lord, just keep your dancing shoes
off mine

Karateka - Best Game Ending Ever?

The Dirty Little Secret of Inkjet Printers

Grimm says...

>> ^ant:
But laser is so expensive.


If you can live with monochrome it's not really that expensive compared to inkjet. My Samsung ML-1710 cost me about $120 and came with a starter cartridge good for about 1000 pages. The replacement cartridges are about $75 and good for about 3000 pages. When I had an inkjet I was paying around $60 for ink every 6-8 months and that was even if I hadn't used it that much because the cartridges would clog up or dry out. I bought my last toner cartridge a couple of years ago and it's still going strong.

Yves Behar Talks About the $100 Laptop

bigbikeman says...

This is such a great project. I'm looking forward to hearing more reports about it after a few more months and years of deployment.

To any naysayers: you probably weren't around/interested when this whole home computer thing was in its infancy. Monochrome screens. Punch cards were not unheard of. 300 baud modems (thats 150 bps, kids....not kbps, not Mbps). 64k of RAM would have been more than enough memory for anyone. We had *very* limited systems with little connectivity to each other or anything else. These $100 laptops would have looked incredibly powerful and been fascinating as hell.

Also, I agree with dgandhi and dag: these need to be sold to 1st world countries at inflated costs. This would feed money into the project, and kill off any chance of a black market forming. I'd buy one.

Dancing ballerina - proof that she's going clockwise! (Wtf Talk Post)

Thylan says...

My guess, is that because the 3D model is monochromed, to the eye, ti can completely loose all 3d shape. The brain, attempts to perceive it as 3D because it is moving. The monochrome nature allows the mind to flip it, like a negative, so the leg that is left becomes right, and so on, and you're seeing through the body (the 3d clockwise one) to see the inverse form. except, i cant make my eye do it.

Can someone who can see it go AC, confirm if my theory above, on how the AC spin appears is correct? or is it bumpkus, in which case, how DOES it appear, when going ac, if that question dosent sound like trying to describe a circle (its round)

MC Frontalot - It Is Pitch Dark

deathcow says...

You are likely to be eaten by a grue.
If this predicament seems particularly cruel,
consider whose fault it could be:
not a torch or a match in your inventory.

It got narrated at you in the second person.
Every time you booted up, it seemed you got another version
of your life told to you by a status line blinking,
the impossible people you could be without thinking
yourself insane of personality problems,
with a mop on a drop ship or trying to stab a goblin.
That don’t play in public life. You get arrested,
psychoactive medication daily in your big intestine
and attesting that the voices in your head
said the dwarf shot first, embedded arrow then you bled.
But doctors with needles posit repeatedly
that you knocked down that midget in the park unneededly.
This has seeded the idea that you should
never venture from the house, never get misunderstood
by the non-player characters inhabiting Earth,
none of whom are too concerned about Nord & Bert,
not one of whom ever aimed a fish around the room,
trying to get it in the ear canal because doom
beset the last planet they were on, or near
the verge of a set of poetics they wouldn’t hear.
Never peered at the clues with invisible ink.
No SM goddesses ever gave them pause to think.
Never piloted six robots, each distinct.
Don’t matter how many 2-liters they drink,
they’re not gonna follow what you’re saying at all.
They impugn and appall in the scope of their gall,
as you hide in your room in disgust with the lights turned out.
Turn ‘em on in a turn. Leave ‘em off for now.

You read a pamphlet from a mailbox that urges low cunning,
offers cursor and prompt: type >run and you’re running,
and parses what you tell it, pronouns intact,
abbreviations if you need ‘em (better keep it gramat.).
Better punctuate your sentences and never redact
the name of anything ambiguous. You’re about to get asked,
do you mean the red one, the round one, the crooked, or the blue?
Better keep that in your pocket, don’t know yet what it could do.
Could be the spray for the grue; you’re gonna need it if it is —
a situation that reloads, restarts, or quits.
Wonder how many points out of how many points
you’ve got to get before you’re done. Endeavor then to rejoice,
when you wish more ardently, identities shed,
for continuance, the rhyme forever voyaging. Fled
from all lights and colors, from all smells and sound:
just the lyric on the monochrome display and you’re proud
to make another verse appear by solving riddles.
If you didn’t have to sleep, you know you’d never seek acquittal.
You’d be ever in the middle and the midst of quest.
If it weren’t for >don the gown. you’d never get dressed.
In your underwear typing, just like Front,
keyboard attached up to my fingers — wrists bear the brunt —
as I seek to do stunts simply through their descriptions.
I think I went once to some sands that were Egyptian.
And I retain plane tickets, snapshots, receipts,
yet I stand unconvinced that this has happened to me.
I wouldn’t want to misremember or get confused.
Recall of crawling towards a pyramid appearing over dunes.
Recall of entering the thing and descending stairs.
Does it descend from there, adventure to nightmare?
Did I battle a snake? Was the treasure intact?
Or did the TRS-80 in my brain get hacked?
Thanks, Grampa, for buying it. Now my life’s ruined.
Twenty-two years later, head’s infested: got the grue in.
PLUGHing, XYZZYfying, trying to escape,
but I can’t ‘cause I’m up and around and awake.

Amiga, Commodore and Atari - the new hotness (circa 1985)

Woland says...

A classic TV show. A shame it finally went off the air.

Amazing that we used to think these demos were "unbelieveably cool!"

"The base configuration has a monochrome monitor which has a resolution of 640x400, which is a little higher than what people are typically used to seeing; very crisp and solid." ~$799-$2,000.

"There is today 3 operating environments: 2 from Apple and 1 from IBM; it seems unlikely the available pool of software developers is expanding rapidly enough to support even one more operating system."

How to disqualify US job applicants (so they can hire H1-B)

pro says...

It seems to me that these fake jobs ads and the unethical legal machinery at display is a side effect of the bizzare requirements set by the agency issuing green cards.

Lets say a company like Google using its rigorous selection process decides to hire a group of highly talented programmers. Invariably, a fraction of these programmers are not going to be American citizens and are going to demand basic residency (e.g. a green card) before they decide to setup shop in the U.S.
Now is it fair to the non-American programmer, to Google, or to any of us who consume Google products that an American programmer be hired instead if he/she sports the same bullet list of technical skills on their resume? The "no qualified American" requirement has a monochrome view of job candidates bining them based on qualification without addressing the competitiveness of candidates in the same bin. I don't think employers are looking to screw Americans out of a job in this case because, unlike outsourcing, they will be paying similar wages to the non-American workers (and dealing with the legal hassles).

Also, a large fraction of green card holders eventually become American citizens thus increasing the immigration of highly skilled workers into the country. What is needed is a set of green-card requirements that is more in tune with the market forces.

Dual Photography - Seeing around corners

gluonium says...

neat. its the same basic idea behind CRT eavesdropping. Your crt monitor (assume for simplicity that its monochrome) is basically an electron beam that turns on and off very rapidly as it scans across the surface of the screen. to eavesdrop on someone then, you dont need to SEE the screen itself. all you need to see is some part of the room that is lit up by the light from the screen. then, if you know the type of monitor it is and its refresh rate then just decode the time delays of flashes of light you see on the wall or the window blinds or what ever and bingo, you can read what the person is looking at plainly. http://www.cl.cam.ac.uk/~mgk25/emsec/optical-faq.html

Screen Savers #1: 64 mg Ram is all you'll ever need!

coreburn says...

First PC I ever bought myself was a 486DX33 w/4Meg of ram. but before that I had some 8086 thing with no HD, just two 5.25 floppys & an orange monochrome monitor found at a garage sale... and though not really a PC I actually had a C=64 back in the day. I still have an old Cyrix 6x86-P166 processor I once thought made my computer go REALLY fast!

Blinkenlights Art Project, Berlin Germany

oligopol says...

from wikipedia:

Project Blinkenlights was created by the German Chaos Computer Club in 2001 as a celebration of its 20th birthday. A light installation in the Haus des Lehrers building at the Alexanderplatz in Berlin transformed its front into a giant monochrome low-resolution computer screen. Some novel uses of the screen are for people to call a number and play Pong via mobile phone or display animations sent in by the public.

The term "blinkenlights" originates in hacker humor.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Project_Blinkenlights



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